Who remembered me the day the sun shone bright
on aromatic fields of wheat?
Who remembered me the day I
wandered sadly over by the kitchen door?
The gas grinds grey chilly bone.
All the sunshine turns nightmares into day.
All the time wet, all the time cold
Chilly bone, chilly bone, chilly bone.
Who remembered that the sun was shining
The day the waters fell?
Who remembers that?
Oh, I remember it so well.
Did you hear what happened on that slim April evening?
Two cards played out their hands.
The colour surged up and around their heads
Before dawn loomed sacred in futile mystery.
Cracked hoses and bones and sticky
Neighbours marched up and down the aisles
While dedicated somnambulists performed
The history of nations In One Act.
Man the shit was flying while sad mention
was made of all the known becauses.
Tracking down a mortal bath of shit
We're stuck in a pit of snit.
There's my two bits.
The rotten ones sink slowly
and gravity sinks the rest
While a few shine on top for a short while
Honky tonk long bong I'm gone.
It's dark now and the river flows
Beneath the ice.
It's all locked up and frozen tight.
This is not a pretty picture
Or a photograph of people in the street
Or a sunny milkman taking care of children
Or a scientist describing what he thinks is neat.
It's a song! It's a song!
I hope it's catchy
I hope the folks will sing it with a beat
and think its something really sweet.
I see gold snakes
like lime fire crawling across my sky
Nothing but bright red ants
to tell me I'm alive
It's dark now and the river flows
Beneath the ice.
It's all locked up and frozen tight.
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